There is so much to see, to hear and feel,
So much to experience on this wide earth
Once you get the courage to leave the hearth,
And decide the layers of life to peel,
Despite the little time we have from birth
We can see so much of all that is real,
Travel around the world from our own heel,
Dream of that of which we know not the worth,
So why is it that near these petals teal
My ship I cannot help but wish to berth,
What are these feels this flower seems to birthe?
And why can I not help but glances steal?